Outside Jiaxiang Town.
Li Xingtian flew swiftly toward the agreed location. It had not even been half a day since he sent his message.
Although Ten Thousand Flowers Ridge was also in Central Province, it was still a considerable distance from Jiaxiang Town.
Only if Master raced all the way at full speed, regardless of the cost, could he possibly arrive within half a day.
Master was always like this. Whenever his disciples needed him, he would put aside everything at hand and rush to the fore, regardless of the cost.
An indescribable feeling of gratitude always filled Li Xingtian's heart.
Help like this, offered out of affection rather than self-interest, warmed the heart most of all.
Li Xingtian swept over a hillside and looked eagerly toward their meeting place.
With a single glance, all the excitement faded from his eyes.
Before Li Xingtian stood a dense crowd of people lined up in rows, with his master at their head, discussing something with Yuyang Daozi.
His Eldest Senior Sister had spotted him and was waving.
His Third Junior Sister also wore a gentle, graceful smile as she nodded lightly to him.
The gratitude in Li Xingtian's mind ebbed away, replaced by an indescribable sense of shame.
Besides the rumor circulating in the sect that he was an idiot who could not even use talismans correctly, there would probably now be another nickname: Second Senior Brother the hopeless lecher.
He could honestly say the first was untrue, so he did not particularly care. But if he really got saddled with the title of lecher, he would have no way to refute it.
His reputation in this life was utterly finished.
His Eldest Senior Sister would probably laugh at him over this for the rest of his life.
He did not think